The Witch's journey
It’s the first week of my isolation on this strange wasteland. Not really a barren ones, perhaps, but still a dumping site for delinquents like me. I have no further logical explanation on this odd-making magical power. It sometimes launched a very powerful and dark mystic arts, which brought me stranded right here, and in another way it would be just a plain and conventional magic that I used to settle with. Argh, I can’t argue with how it works, though. No enemies might flattered with this otherworldly powers in any way possible. So, just fret your luck and stay afloat, Winda Achebe! Ugh, no matter how much consolation words I’ve muttered, my mom is the best for that one. I am frantically not accustomed with this situation at all. She is my support system and vein in the bone. No, Winda
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